Pitch Please (There's No Crying in Baseball 1)

She was panting, her hips bucking as she tried to find her release.

I wouldn’t let it come, though. Not yet.

She had to answer me first. I returned to playing with her clit.

I grinned when she didn’t answer. Though, I knew that it was likely that she couldn’t. Not with the way I was filling her pussy as well as sucking on her clit.

“Sway?” I asked, pinching her clit between my teeth lightly before letting it go completely. “What do you want?”

“Your cock,” she breathed. “I want your cock!”

The smile that graced my lips was nothing short of triumphant.

“Then take it. Climb on and fuck me, Sway,” I ground out, yanking my towel away.

The moment the word ‘fuck’ left my mouth, she placed a knee on either side of my legs and began lowering herself onto me.

I worked quickly to line my dick up to her entrance, and the moment she felt it where she needed it, she took me inside.

Not fast, at least not at first.

Slow. So slow, that I thought she was literally trying to kill me.

What was it about this woman that had me acting like a horny teenager again?

I hadn’t wanted to come like this since I was fifteen and had lost my virginity.

I’ve had control over my cock and orgasms for years. But the moment she had me fully seated inside of her, I was ready to come. That wasn’t me.

I wasn’t acting like me.

So…ask me if I cared.

Because there was only one answer to that.

I didn’t.

Not one single bit.

“Fuck me, Sway,” I urged her, lifting her hips. “Fuck me hard and fast.”

She looked a little hesitant, maybe a little nervous, but when my hands went to her breasts, something seemed to click inside of her.

I held on to her breasts as she worked to take us both there.

The round globes of perfectly succulent flesh bounced in my hands as she hurriedly fucked me.

My head fell forward, and I brought Sway’s tight nipple to my mouth, pulling the turgid tip between my lips, biting, licking and flicking as I did.

Which only served to push her even faster.

I closed my eyes at some point as I started to hope that I could hold out long enough for her to come, and when I felt her lean forward, pressing both of her breasts into my face as she hugged my neck tightly, I realized that she was just as close—if not closer—than I was myself.

The moment she had purchase on my neck, she started to slam herself down, using her arms around my neck to steady herself.

“Oh, God,” her voice quivered in my ear. “Fuck yes!”

I started to come.

My cock swelled, and my release left me in a rush, filling her insides in warm, wet pulses.

Her orgasm overtook her at about the same time, and I cursed loudly as she started to massage me with that sweet pussy.

“Fuck!”

Her pussy rippled, and at one point I feared that she’d make me come again, but just as I was thinking it’d never end, it slowly waned until nothing else remained but some very delicious aftershocks.

The silence that followed was blissful.

So blissful, in fact, that I wasn’t sure I ever wanted to leave this place.

“Son of a whore, but that was bloody brilliant.”

We both froze and looked over our shoulders, but there was nothing there that we could make out through the darkness.

“Who is that?” she whispered.

Then she slapped me on the chest.

“Stop laughing,” she ordered.

I couldn’t help it.

I really couldn’t.

There was literally nothing that could be done at this point but to laugh.

“I can’t believe you made us do this outside. How much do you think he could hear?” she whispered.

“All of it!” came the British accent once again.

I winced.

“This is about as private as the room we were just in,” I whispered to her. “There’s nothing you can do on this porch that anyone can see. Look at the walls. They’re enclosed and separated by about a foot and a half of concrete.”

She shook her head.

“Let’s go inside. Maybe order some dinner.” She stood, leaving me feeling bereft.

Then a thought occurred to me.

“Shit!” I exploded. “We have to go!”

Sway’s confusion was evident on her face, and I was quick to explain.

“I promised one of the rookies on the other team that I’d have dinner with him. We’re supposed to be there in like twenty minutes.”

Sway followed me, and without a word, she got dressed and had dinner with us.

And as I watched her that night and during the next day, I realized that I was falling in love with this woman.

Hard and fast.

It was a feeling that hit me like that fastball straight to my throat. I couldn’t breathe, and I wasn’t sure I would ever be the same again.Chapter 15This year I will drink more wine and wear less pants.